Gold Rush (Golden Omegaverse #1)

Chapter 27 – Theo

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

THEO

There is no amount of exercise that will solve this.

This being the fact my dick enters a room before I do.

I grumble as I readjust myself in my gym shorts. I squeeze my hand once, trying to release some of the aching tension as I stare in the mirror. They could kick me out of the private gym for being indecent at this rate, it looks like I’m smuggling a fucking two-liter in my shorts.

I’ve already jerked off twice this morning in the shower, because I’m a goddamn wreck.

Last night, I headed downstairs to grab a late night snack when I heard noises. I thought everyone was already asleep, but as I slowed on the second floor, I found myself moving toward Bennett and Seth’s open door.

I shouldn’t have — but sometimes they like to leave it open as an… invitation of sorts.

Their open-door policy has benefited me. When I’m in their room, Bennett and I dominate Seth — together. It’s a release to be in control, but I’m always aware that Bennett has the final word.

I only looked in because I thought it was just the two of them — but then June’s smell hit me and I felt like I was drowning. Her back arched, her thighs spread as she sat on top of Seth’s face, riding her way to a gasping, mewling orgasm that left me stumbling back in shock.

The alpha in me didn’t know what to do. Part of me wanted to barge in — but stopping them didn’t feel right — and joining them wasn’t an option. Instead I’d gone the rest of the way downstairs and mindlessly grabbed my keys, leaving for the gym in the middle of the night to go sweat off the fact I can’t even be in my own fucking house anymore without losing my mind.

She’s all I’ve wanted for the last week, and she probably won’t even let me touch her at this point. All I’ve done is yell, make her feel like shit, and keep a random assortment of bags piled in the corner of my room because I’m too embarrassed to give her what I bought for the nest.

Stalking downstairs, I shake out my hands, all my muscles screaming and my body aching from the rigorous gym routines I’ve been putting myself through. I turn, heading down the hallway toward Arin’s room, sucking in a breath that I swear tastes of honey.

Now I’m hallucinating her perfume. Great.

I make a pitstop in the laundry room, switching out two loads of clothes and dropping some clean towels into a basket to fold later. I can at least do something with the mindless housework to keep myself from thinking of her. I haven’t seen Bennett or Seth this morning, though I did scrub a pan earlier and put some leftover pancake batter in the fridge.

It’s probably best not to breathe in the house anymore — they’re probably going to fuck all over it. I’m going to have to open all the windows and invest in a mask so I don’t go insane.

I stop as I stare at the basket of towels.

Or I could just leave .

If her heat is truly this close — she doesn’t want me anyway — I could go to a hotel early. I can tell Arin and maybe he’ll come with me — fuck the townhouse — she, Bennett, and Seth can defile every surface for all I care. Then we hire professional cleaners, she goes on her merry way back to America, and I lobotomize myself so this never happens again with any other omegas.

I stride out of the laundry room, my mind made up. My hand is on the doorknob to Arin’s room before the sounds coming from inside register in my brain.

“ No one fucks me as good as you do! ”

My mind short-circuits as I stare at the door, willing myself not to lean forward to look through the small open sliver, but my body does what it wants.

Arin’s soft accent spews filthy things, the sound of their bodies colliding, skin against skin slapping, matching the tempo of their movements as I glance through the door and see Arin’s corded back, lean, bent over her on his bed, slamming home between her legs. From this angle, I can see June’s face, flushed, pink lips open as she cries out, gasping and moaning.

Where Bennett lets me join in and Seth eagerly accepts whatever we do to him — Arin is different.

When I end up in Arin’s room — he’s in control. It looks like he’s in control of her too.

What the fuck am I doing?

I jerk away and turn around, the floor creaking for a heart-stopping moment, but the sounds behind me don’t falter. I can smell it now, the mix of mint, burning down my throat, soothed only by the herbal honey — it’s like it’s dripping from the fucking walls .

How didn’t I notice that? How didn’t I hear that?

I barge out of the hallway, nearly barreling into Seth in the foyer.

The beta takes a startled step back, looking up at me. “ Whoa , Theo —”

“Gotta leave —” I cut myself off, my eyes finding Bennett immediately.

Fuck, fuck, they both know. Everyone knows I’m a disaster .

“Where’s June, Theo?” Bennett’s calm, even voice is like nails on a chalkboard.

I make a strangled noise, stepping toward the front door even as I look back at the hallway to Arin’s room. Giving it away, giving them away.

Seth snorts, his eyes darting down to the front of my shorts. “What’s wrong, buddy? Got a hard problem you can’t solve?”

I growl at him, shooting him a look as anger flares through me. “ None of this would be happening if you hadn’t brought her into this house , into our space —”

“Theo,” Bennett barks my name, “go take a walk.”

Fuck him .

He’s right.

But also fuck him.

I stalk away, ripping open the front door and inhaling lungfuls of fresh air as I run down the steps and out the front gate, fleeing from the only place that’s ever truly felt like home to me.